Quotes About Intimacy

And for a second, for a minute, forever, every nerve in my body is right there, right at the point where we're touching. And boom, I think. That's it.

Nunca pierdas la oportunidad de besar a alguien. No hay cosa de la que uno se arrepienta más

Nobody says what they really mean, especially if they love you.

I have known her longer, my smile said. True, you have been inside the circle of her arms, tasted her mouth, felt the warmth of her, and that is something I have never had. But there is a part of her that is only for me. You cannot touch it, no matter how hard you might try. And after she has left you I will still be here, making her laugh. My light shining in her. I will still be here long after she has forgotten your name.

There is a great deal of difference between a penis and a heart.

I spoke it soft, but close enough to brush against her lips. I spoke it quiet, but near enough so that the sound of it went twining through her hair. I spoke it hard and firm and dark and sweet.

Asking to hold a musician's instrument is roughly similar to asking to kiss a man's wife.

Sleep met him like a lover in an empty bed.

Yo la conozco desde hace más tiempo», decía mi sonrisa. «Sí, tú has estado entre sus brazos, has probado el sabor de su boca, has sentido su calor, y eso es algo que yo nunca he tenido. Pero hay una parte de ella que es solo para mí. Tú no puedes tocarla, por mucho que te esfuerces. Y cuando te deje, yo seguiré estando aquí, haciéndola reír. Y mi luz brillará en ella. Yo seguiré estando aquí mucho después de que ella haya olvidado tu nombre.»

Wilem: 'What is the word for that here? A man who is intimate with both women and men?' 'Lucky?' Denna suggested. 'Tired? Ambidextrous?' 'Ambisextrous,' I corrected.

No piensas en mí como yo en ti. No me importa. Pero si también tienes frío, podrías acercarte y rodearme con los brazos. Solo un poco. Con un nudo en la garganta, me acerqué, me senté a su lado y la abracé. —Qué bien —dijo ella, más relajada—. Es como si hasta ahora siempre hubiera tenido frío." El Nombre Del Viento.

If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day.

Then, eyes closed, she brushed the smooth side of it soft across her lips. It was a tender, thoughtful motion. It was nothing like a kiss.

We lay on our sides, like spoons nesting in a drawer. My arm ended up under her head, like a pillow. She curled snugly along the inside of my body, so easy and natural, as if she had been designed to fit there. - Kvothe - The Name Of The Wind - pg 629

Evoqué su olor, la curva de su cuello cerca de la oreja, cómo movía las manos cuando hablaba. Me pregunté dónde estaría esa noche, si se encontraba bien. Me pregunté, de pasada, si sus pensamientos también volaban a veces hacia mí convertidos en tiernas reflexiones...

If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky.

I hope they sang together, as they so often did. I hope they retired to our wagon and spent time in each other's arms. I hope they lay near each other afterward and spoke softly of small things. I hope they were together, busy with loving each other, until the end came.

La abracé y apoyé la mejilla contra su oreja. Encajábamos como dos bailarines, como si hubiéramos practicado aquel abrazo un millar de veces.

My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content. If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day. The image of them gently swaying to the music is how I picture love in my mind even after all these years.

Eres muy bueno. Creo que prefiero que me llames Denna. Cuando tú lo dices suena diferente. Dulce.

Eres tan amable. Nunca me precionas...-Volvió a interrumpirse y se dejo caer un poco mas sobre mi pecho. Entonces se animó-. Podrías presionarme, ¿No? Un poco.

There are two types of secrets. There are secrets of the mouth and secrets of the heart.

Pero tú no entras en el trato -dijo casi con fiereza-. Tú eres mío. Solo mío. No tengo intención de compartirte.

Sharing silence between us. Sometimes is all you can share.